ANONYMOUS ASKED: You should do a full on one shot starting with taylor telling tom she's pregnant around Halloween and then telling more and more people throughout the holidays until she finally tells the fans on new years eve
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Taylor fluffs up the tissue paper that has been shoved in a gif bag. It's sitting neatly on the kitchen counter top but she keeps messing with it as anxiety courses through her body. When she hears the front door open she forces her hands away from the gift and sighs deeply. She finds her composure before turning around.
Tom walks into the kitchen, tossing mail on the counter. He completely stops when he sees the silver gift bag. He looks to Taylor, then back to the gift bag, "What's that?" An unsure smile is creeping onto his face but his eye brows scrunch together in confusion.
"It's for you." She smiles shyly.
He raises his brow, "Yeah?"
She nods and points to the bag, "Open it."
Tom can't help but chuckle from her awkward behavior. Her lips are tucked in which makes him wonder if this is a prank. But her nervous ticks that he has memorized tells him she means well.
He pulls out the tissue paper to reveal a small blanket. He looks up at her briefly with a confused look but she urges him to take it out. He lifts the blanket from the bag and just then a stack of photos fall–they're ultrasound pictures. It takes him a minute to completely comprehend what's going on but then it clicks. The night before they had gone to dinner and this morning she had thrown off. Being as how he had a one track her mind, her excuse that she ate something bad had been enough for him to believe. Now he realizes it's because he's pregnant. "Are you pregnant?" Tom asks. Her face is mixed feelings but she nods, waiting for his reaction.
Tom looks back down at the picture and he begins to grin. The corner of his lips reached as far out as they could and he whips his head back up, "We're pregnant!" He laughs and instantly stands in front of Taylor.
"I thought you were upset for a minute." She breathes out a breath Tom was unaware she had been holding in.
"No–I mean I'm surprised but it's not like we really prevented it." He chuckles and looks back down at her belly. It's unrecognizable right now but he's completely enthralled with the idea that a child is being created in his wife.
"I can't believe it. You're pregnant." He repeats and kisses his wife. He pulls her into a tight hug, "This time next year we will have someone to dress up for halloween." He chuckles.
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Taylor's P.O.V.
A month went by and after our second check up and more ultrasound photos we decided it was time to tell our parents. My hand was tightly interlocked with Tom's as we drove to my parents home. I think we were both nervous–and not because we believed they would react negatively. In fact my parents were not shy about there want for grandchildren. I think it's that instinctual fear that comes with dropping such big news. It reminds me of the time Tom told me he about threw up when he asked my dad for permission to marry me. He knew well my dad already looked at him as a son in law but the actual action of asking or saying was nerve wracking.
When we arrive my parents welcome both of us with warm hugs and questions of how we've been lately. Dinner goes by the same way, more questions and generally interests in one another's lives.
"Oh we brought you something." I say casually but Tom is already beginning to smile. He excuses himself and grabs two gift bags from the car then comes back. He slides a bag over to each parents and gives them a countdown on when to open.
"I'm excited," My dad laughs as he pulls back the tissue paper. Her facial expression drops from goofy to confused, then to unsure. He pulls out the ultra sound phone and his jaw drops. to his side by mom is giving an identical reaction. Tom grabs my hand under the table and squeezes.
"Are you?.."
I simply nod as a grin overcomes my face, "I'm pregnant..You're going to be grandparents."
My dad instantly gets up and can't contain the new high running through him. He comes over and instantly hugs me, leaving a kiss on my forehead quickly then looking at my stomach. A small bump is beginning to show but anyone else would think I had put on a little weight. My dad's reaction is priceless and we stay up late into the night going over my family pictures and wondering what traits the baby would take from Tom and me. So far we hopped he or she had my tangled locks of blonde hair and blue eyes, but I had said I hopped he or she had Tom's heart and care for everyone. It had ended in a sappy moment for the both of us.
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The night is the night before New Years eve...So I suppose New years eve, eve. It's 11:50 and Tom and I are sitting in bed. Both of us have traded our contacts for glasses and I have fit myself into one of his T-shirts while he sits in his boxers and a similar shirt. We've taken at least 100 pictures of me holding my small belly, Tom hold my belly, plenty of selfies of us both holding my stomach,and anything else we had thought up. At the end we agreed on a picture of just my stomach and Tom leaving a kiss on top. At 12am we were going to post the picture to Instagram and put "Our resolution is to start going to bed early because there are about to be many nights of now sleep."
Once the New Year rolled around, social media went wild. People were commenting one after another and the news feed seemed to never stop. The same went for Tom. Even with his lack of knowledge of social media he posted a little something on Twitter and his feed was off the charts. We shut off both our phones and curled up under the warm covers. He reminded me that he loved me as he always did and I murmured "I love you" back. Soon I knew we would be telling another little boy or girl the same thing.
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Fanficwrote some hiddleswift stuff here. These are probably on my tumblr too, which is teylors.tumblr.com